Ella has a plan. One man took away the only person in the world that she loved and she was going to make him pay for it. She was going to make him fall in love with her and then she would break him. Going on the words left in a journal she inserts herself into his world and breaks down the walls he has put up. The only thing she didn't plan on was falling for Damon in the process. Now the one man she wants to hurt is the one person who could shatter her heart.
Oh my Damon. He is just so freakin' hot. Every time he calls Ella beauty I seriously want to swoon. I totally understood Ella's pain, but I kept thinking there was more to the story than was written in the pages of that journal. I wanted them to be together. They were so good together. Then something happened to change that. Damn that Leona. I wanted to kick Damon. Hard. I so loved the beginning of their story.
I give Corrupted 4 hearts!
I am going to marry a monster.
He is my everything.
He manipulates people for fun.
He takes over their lives, consuming them. He dominates and crushes, ruling them, claiming their souls.
No one has survived the games of Damon Hunt, so far.
Before now. Before me.
I am Ella Knight. I am corrupted.
My sister was a victim of Damon's games.
It’s my turn to play now.
Damon Hunt has been my sole focus, my everything for three years, since my sister’s death.
I'll manipulate him. I'll take over his life, consuming and crushing him. I am going to take away his soul. Damon Hunt will not survive my games.
I will win.
I hope.
“Ella,” he rasps. “You’re gonna fuckin’ kill me. Sweet
Jesus, baby.” He closes the distance between us in two strides. When he’s close
enough, his hands grip on my hips and pull me into him. Our bodies clash, my
blood ignites. Need washes through me. Damon’s scent envelopes me, he smells
pure male. My chest heaves as I look up into his eyes, my breasts brushing
against his chest with every inhale. “I can see everything, beauty. Every
fucking thing. The rounded globes of your perfect arse, the mound of your
pussy, the dimples at the back of your knees.” His hands move down to grip my
arse cheeks. He squeezes roughly before pulling me into his hard cock. I moan
as the move hits the perfect spot. “God, I need to keep you.”
Truth is revealed to Ella even though she is still keeping her secret. When she does find out everything, she gives her heart to Damon and he asks her to marry him. She agrees knowing that before she can walk down the aisle she will have to tell him her secret and he may walk away from her then. She couldn't stand to lose him.
I loved this part of their story even more than the beginning. I really wanted them to get back together and move closer to their happily ever after. There are so many steamy moments shared and Damon is so good with the naughty talk.
And let me just say this...
HOLY CLIFFHANGER!
I give Warped 5 hearts!
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I won’t be caught off guard again. I won’t let them
win. They played the first round and won. Now it’s time for me to even the
score. Damon and Leona will pay for their twisted games. Leona is first.
His touch repulses me.
His fake affection disgusts me.
He sickens me.
I need to get my head in the game. I need to be smart
and break their bond to more easily crush them. Damon is clever. He knows what
he’s doing. He’s been playing the game long enough.
He’s twisted.
I’m warped.
It’s time to finally end this.
Time to finally win.
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“I need you,” I say as my hands glide over the planes of his
chest, each muscle tightening under my palms.
“I know what you need, beauty,” he growls.
Damon squeezes my arse before one of his hands slides down
the back of my thigh. He grips the back of my knee and brings my leg up to hook
around his hip. I cling to his shoulders and dig the heel of my foot into his
firm arse cheek to steady myself.
His hard cock bobs against my stomach, making me desperate
for him. Damon presses his chest to mine and claims my mouth in a hungry kiss.
His tongue collides with mine, and they battle together.
My blood heats to volcanic temperatures, my pussy clenching
and dripping. I need him in me, filling me. Instead, Damon’s fingers make
contact with my throbbing clit. He rubs around the hood in a soft circle before
slipping down my wet folds to my entrance, where he slowly runs a fingertip
around the outer rim before plunging two fingers inside. I cry out and my body
clenches around his thick digits.
“You’re so fucking wet, Ella. Fuck, you unravel me, baby.”
Damon starts a steady rhythm with his fingers as he kisses
down my neck. I throw my head back and moan as he nibbles at my pulse point. I
don’t know what it is about his nibbles but they turn my insides to mush. Moans
pour from me as he pulls his fingers out and rubs hard on my hooded pearl.
My body trembles in his hold. Damon releases his grip on my
arse to grip my hip, and walks me back a step, until my back presses against
the cold, tiled shower wall. His assault on my pussy doesn’t stop. He
alternates between finger fucking me and caressing my clit.
His other hand slips from my hip to my back, and slowly
strokes up my spine. Goosebumps break out across my skin and I whimper. My
nails dig into his neck as my orgasm builds, ready to break and make me float.
“Damon,” I cry. I just need something more, it’s not enough.
Damon seems to notice, and his hand leaves my back to grasp my hair. He tugs,
pulling my head back, and my chin juts into the air. Damon’s lips travel up my
neck to rest at the tip of my chin.
His hand cups my pussy, his palm presses into my clit, his
finger hooks in me. He hits my secret bundle of nerves, making me scream. Fuck,
it feels so good.
I grind into his palm as he closes his lips around my chin
and gently bites, pulling my hair at the same time. A deep feral growl erupts
from him, vibrating into me, tearing a moan from me.
“Damon… oh fuck…. Damon… I’m gonna… ohhhh,” I pant out.
My upper body erupts with chills as Damon pulls away from me
slightly, only to latch on to my nipple, biting with enough sting to send me
over the edge. I scream his name as wave after wave of pure bliss rolls through
me.
Alicia Taylor
Alicia Taylor was born and raised in the East Midlands town of Derby, England, where she lives with her family and mass of animals – she’s a huge family and animal lover.
Writing powerful love stories and creating Alpha males with a dash of darkness has become a passion of mine, and I have many stories and characters swirling in my head that I can’t wait to
share with you all. Is it weird to have so many voices in my head? I’m not
crazy, I promise… maybe a little bit.
Natalie Townson
Natalie Townson is 33, a mother of one beautiful little boy
and lives in Gloucester in the UK with her Husband.
Corrupted is her debut novel that is a book one of the
manipulation trilogy, that she co writes with Alicia Taylor. Warped is book two
in the manipulation series. She has had a love of reading since a young age and
her favorite authors are Sophie Kinsella, J.S.Scott, Melody Anne and Stephanie
Meyer to name a few.
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